The nights are delightful,
The thoughts are frightful,
All stories are so insightful,
Legs are not careful,
All sonnets are blameful,
Mind is doubtful,

Burning fuel of midnight,
The flow of electrolytes,
The inner parasites,
The crimes seem so right,
Bones divide and unite,
Feelings comes every fortnight,


Glow of the stars,
The wrung...